I tried really hard this time!

"Sirius…" Remus said softly, creeping up behind the taller male.

Sirius jumped a mile and spun around, "Remus!" He exclaimed. "Don't sneak up on me like that!" He ordered, momentarily forgetting that this was the first time all day that Remus had spoken to him.

Remus smirked, "Sorry," he shrugged, taking a few steps closer.

Sirius blinked, "It's okay…" He replied with uncertainty, becoming suspicious. "Uh, what's… What's up?" He asked.

Remus shrugged again, taking another step closer. "I just came to see you." He replied, looking around the slowly darkening boat house. The sun would be fully set in about half an hour.

"Right…" Sirius cleared his throat, taking a wary step back from the continuously approaching Remus. "Well here I am."

Remus smiled, trying hard not to let his anxiety take over and ruin the whole thing. "Just the two of us…" He murmured, meeting Sirius' eyes.

Sirius swallowed, having no idea what Remus was up to, but it was clear he was up to something. "Why are you really here, Rem?"

Remus feigned innocence, "don't you want to hang out with me?" He asked, adding a tint of hurt to his voice.

"I…" Sirius faltered, taking a step closer to him automatically, "yeah of course I do, Moons." He replied, not wanting to upset him again and grinned. "Glad you're finally talking to me again." He added.

Remus smirked, moving closer again until he was only a few inches away from the darker haired male, "why, did you miss me?" He cooed, tilting his head to the side.

Sirius blinked and looked down at him, "a little…" He replied uncertainly, unsure of this new game they seemed to be playing.

Remus eyes lit up slightly and he moved closer until he was able to whisper in his ear, "well that won't do, will it?" He asked in a low voice.

Sirius wondered idly if it had always been this hot in here or if he was only just noticing it now. "Suppose not." He murmured, staring straight ahead unseeingly – his focus solely on Remus.

Remus calmed his nerves – this was the make or break point – and smirked, tilting his head slightly and ran his tongue along the shell of Sirius' ear.

Sirius saw stars, a sound escaping him as his entire being seemed to react and his head snapped to the side, taking it Remus' mischievous look, the sparkling eyes and that smirk. That smirk.

"What's wrong?" Remus cooed, lifting a hand and running his index finger down his jaw slowly.

Sirius could feel his knees start to give and he leant against the wall heavily, his stormy grey eyes stuck on Remus' hazel ones. "What… What are you… Doing?" He finally managed to get out.

Remus' eyes softened, taking in Sirius' clearly ruffled appearance and savoured it before meeting his eyes again and leaned in so his lips were inches away from Sirius' – their chests' touching. "I'm going to make you sorry." He purred.

And then he was gone, pulling away and turning on his heel and walking determinedly out of the boathouse.

"Where's Remus?" Sirius asked James in a breathless voice.

James looked up from the game of Exploding Snap he was playing with Peter and raised an eyebrow at his dishevelled looking friend, "he came in about five minutes ago and told me he was going to shower." He informed him.

Sirius took in this information and nodded, beginning his way up the stairs slowly, trying to keep his mind on anything besides the incident that had just occurred - to no avail.
He had never, ever imagined Remus bloody Lupin could be so… So sensual. He shook his head and closed the door to his room behind him and sank down to the floor; head in his hands. He swallowed, trying to remove the image of Remus' face and the sound of his voice and…

He let out a noise and stood up, pacing up and down. What was he doing? What on earth was he doing thinking of Remus like that when he was clearly straight and not interested in doing those things.
Not. One. Bit.

Right, he knew what he was going to do. He was going to wait for Remus to finish his shower, and then he would march over and set him straight.
He felt his face turn crimson and he quickly back tracked on his thoughts, he would wait till Remus was finished in the shower and dressed and then he would march over and set him straight.

Well maybe not straight.

He let out a strangled sound before taking deep calming breathes. Not a big deal. This wasn't a big deal.

He would sort it out.

A knock on the door sent Sirius into another spiral of panic and his head jerked up to stare at it. "Yes?" He answered.

The door opened to reveal none other than Remus, dressed in an oversized shirt and black pyjama pants. "James said you wanted me?" He asked innocently.

Sirius blinked, then nodded quickly. "Yes, I did"

Remus waited, but when Sirius failed to reply he raised an eyebrow and stepped further into the room, careful to keep the smirk off his face. "Well what is it?"

"I… Need to make you straight." Sirius blurted out, his cheeks turning beetroot when he realised what he had just said and he slapped a hand over his face.

Remus snorted, trying to fight back a laugh and closed the door behind him. "You need to what?" He asked.

Sirius' eyes widened when he heard the door click closed, "what are you doing, why are you closing the door?"

Remus gave him a bemused look, "I'm just giving us a bit of privacy…"

"We don't need privacy!" He exclaimed and moved forwads, pulling the door open again. "I- never mind, forget it!" He said before disappearing out of the door, leaving a highly amused Remus behind.

"James," Remus said as he joined his friend downstairs again. "I think I broke him.